It’s been a bit of a manic week here. Last week was bridal market in New York, and I covered a lot of the shows backstage. Lots and lots of hoofing it around the city, but I didn’t mind because it was beautiful out. (It didn’t hurt either that I got to sit front row at Jenny Packham and interview Monique Lhuillier!)
On Saturday the high was 70, and due in part to the blisters on my feet from the previous day’s show-hopping, I wore sandals to all my backstage interviews. The day started off pretty chilly, and I got some looks, but oh man, did it feel good to have my tootsies out.
But what really spurred me to pack up my sweaters is the utter disaster area that is our bedroom right now. My bulky sweaters take up two full drawers in my dresser–much-needed storage space now that I can start wearing lighter clothes again, clothes that are currently sitting out on any available surface.
I ordered cotton and PEVA storage bags–cotton so they can breathe–along with wool shampoo and spray. I washed some of the sweaters in a mesh bag on the delicate cycle with the shampoo, others I was less optimistic about and hand-washed. Once dry, I folded up all of the sweaters and spritzed them with the spray, which is supposed to be both a moth repellant and freshener.
I feel so damn organized.